Pitch's Daughter

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 Kozmotis Pitchiner

"Artemis! Get into the house now!" called my Father from the street.

Myself, being seven obeyed him and headed into the house quickly, locking the door and stared outside the window at my Father.

He was a protector. I thought he was a super hero. He fought unusual crimes, helped people, and just was the most upbeat person I had ever seen.

I watched quietly at the window, trying to be hidden but kept an eye on him as I was scared. For him. It was really dangerous this time and he actually told me he might not come back.

~ I had broken down crying and he wrapped his arms tightly around me in a hug, whispering calming words into my ear as I soon fell asleep. The next day I went to him with my hands together and he crouched down to my height.

I handed him a golden locket with a picture of us in it, "Please come back." I mumbled, close to tears yet again.

He closed his hands around the locket, looking up at me and nodded, "I will."

I just stood there, wiping away a tear or two, "Promise?" I asked in a cracked voice.

He nodded, hugging me tightly as he put the locket on, "Promise." he said in the same cracked voice.

I wanted this moment to last forever, but we were interrupted by screams outside. He let go quickly, grabbing a few things and that brings me back to sitting at the window. ~

He got all the Fearlings off the street then disappeared down the road as he headed to the jail. It was a special jail, to hold creatures, mythical ones.

That was the last time I saw him. I remember being grabbed by someone. Dark, gloomy aura. It scared me but I kept quiet. It took me away just as I heard my father's voice telling them to let go. I didn't see him, but his voice made me start to cry as it faded away, meaning I was never coming back.

It was someone who had controlled the Fearlings. He kept me there for eleven years before releasing me. By that time I had lost my happy and bubbly personality. It was replaced with Fear and Sadness.

I came back to my home, where I last heard Father, but it was torn down and in ashes. I walked through the rubble to see if anything had been saved, or if I had anything to find my father with. But nothing. Absolute nothing.

I looked up and backed away as I saw a Fearling, but it was different. It was in the shape of a horse this time, and it had someone riding it.

Just those... those piercing yellow eyes stopped me from running. They were on each horse, about a dozen of them, and the man riding them.

Those eyes were mine. Just like mine. And my father... But the man looked nothing like my father. Dark spiked hair curved to the back, long thin build and a greyish black cloak around him. He had a sneer on his face and danger in his eyes as the horse galloped towards me. By that point I started running, keeping my eyes on him. I got a few strange looks as I passed neighbors that were unscathed. I asked if they saw the horses or the man and they shook their heads befuddled.

I was about to head into the forest, trying to get some protection around me but it was too late. One of the Fearlings covered me and I fell into a deep sleep. Long, horrible nightmares awaited me. Though they were real. My only fear was my father disappearing like what had happened about seven years ago. Though a character I had just met today kept popping up in the nightmare, but it made me relax a bit.

He looked kind and thoughtful as he approached me. He crouched down to my height, and set the golden locket, that I had given my father earlier, in my open hands. He then stood up, now having a pained expression on and disappeared. That*s when I woke up. I looked around, noticing people were crowded around me, not helping me, but just staring. Some kids hid behind their mothers, others had glares on their faces. I looked so confused and for an eighteen year old I started crying my eyes, staying where I was.